Dream Team
The puzzle it lingers
I like the feeling of it, slipping through my fingers
Letting go, feel the flow, take it slow,
and there’s your breath on my shoulder.
We’re getting older, our ways of seeing,
believing,
relieving,
to pave for a hopeful smile.
With it comes the anxiety,
that futuristic enemy that’s blinding. Suffocating.
We know better now though
because we know the truth.
It’s in the proof of the light that spills in when we hate it.
At times, misery loves company. and
It’s easy to forget the survival game.
We’re not the same but I can benefit from you.
Hold my hand and take a step in a new direction
This is all just a time of humbling reflection
The story is now; grab it, have it, and
Share it with me.
We can speak ideas; philosophy.
And in my dream there’s nothing sadder,
than to not conquer the world with words that matter.
